At the sight of the figure beneath the rocks, Saffrons's knees went weak, and he started to drop to the ground.
But he quickly noticed that Mephisto seemed to be gravely injured.
Saffrons grew excited again. Turning his kneeling motion into a lunge, he pounced straight at Mephisto.
If he could seize this chance to kill Mephisto, he could claim his power and become the new lord of this realm of Hell. No demon would turn down an opportunity like that.
Even gravely injured, however, Mephisto was beyond the reach of a demon of this caliber. He watched Saffrons lunging at him with an icy gaze and silently summoned his power, first rapidly restoring his right arm.
Squelch!
Just as Saffrons clamped his hands around Mephisto's neck and prepared to twist it apart, Mephisto's right hand pierced his chest.
No blood flowed from Saffrons's pierced chest. Mephisto was absorbing all his flesh and blood, along with his power, through his arm.
Fueled by Saffrons's flesh and power, Mephisto's injuries rapidly healed.
"What an idiot."
Saffrons, still impaled on his arm, was drained dry and crumbled into a cloud of ash that dispersed into nothing.
Mephisto rose from the rubble with a grim expression. He had never imagined that the robot named Arale would possess such terrifying strength even in soul form.
That was fucking unscientific...
Despite his mastery of magic and his standing as a major figure in the mystical world, Mephisto actually knew a fair amount of science.
He had only picked it up casually to relieve the boredom of his long life, but with his intelligence and ample time, his scientific knowledge rivaled that of an ordinary professor.
Of course, he could not compare with the likes of Stark or Osborn.
This was the first time Mephisto had